Machete Control Miscellaneous Verse 1: (children of the street)
A trio of Mexicans and four Venezuelans
Who formed the relaxation and have reached the top
Infecting the terrain that makes many uncomfortable
If not You like my style (ha) then don't fuck with me
We will go very far because that's what we want
And on stage let them mount us plum! we will set fires
The children of the street with machete control
Counting one by one in the end we add seven
Verse 2: fermín iv
Look at it h? look at it h?
The underestimation is immense as if it were that cloud
Órale is going up, up, bastard
Move, move, move... nope you can hear it
Grab the rhythm, climb up to the cloud
Ride, reach, climb onto the raft
To elevate, lift up
This mariachi of death grows enough
The ball is coming, bitch and the truth is she doesn't come alone
With the children of the street watching my back
I have no fear, corduroy race
Chorus x2
Verse 3: duck
Te you got up you got up you started you put together
You nailed the remaining part of a damn
After I find a lot of similarity
Well we all come from some trunk and if a
Little bit inside the threshold I represent
The violent and what comes slowly
I do not lie and I have a feeling, I have a feeling and I do not lie
Come again with direct shots
Verse 4: (children of the street)
Get up everyone, our style has arrived
Don't mess with us because I'm going to shoot you
This duo is on fire, you can't understand it
It's just that the children of the street now They have the power
It is the unleashed force and no one tells us anything
If they mess with us we will kick them down
This rhythm is from a hard neighborhood of improvisation
If they don't like it our larguens? of my prison
The seven of us together have no competition
We stole the whole show and we kept the science
Go with the rest we are going to run over you
And pao! , pao!, pao!, pao! pao!, pao! pao!
We are going to eliminate you...
Chorus: x2
Chorus: x6